“Nathan is a true visionary with a cultural reach that could cover the Serengeti.” –
Daisy Lewellyn, Star of Bravo’s “Blood, Sweat & Heels”
Last week, I announced my debut novel, Ladies Who Lunch & Love. This week, I want to begin to introduce you to the fabulous ladies that are the Ladies Who Lunch & Love. The book is a novelization of the Essence magazine column I wrote for nearly five years, “The Girl’s Best Friend.” I hope you enjoy these sneak peeks into these ladies’ lives and into the novel. Cheers!
Ladies Who Lunch & Love will be available on Tuesday, August 11th.
CHAPTER 2 – MIAMI HEAT (EXCERPT)
In truth, finding a man was no hard task for Vikki. Her unfortunate fate always came during the selection process. Invariably, she picked men, who ultimately weren’t looking for her. Had her name been Victor, she would’ve been perfect for Mark. Had she been a high-paid prostitute, she would’ve been just right for Paul, her second husband. Such a fantastic human being deserved to find love, and it often bummed me out that she’d been so unlucky. Something was wrong, and I couldn’t quite understand it. Still, to her credit, Vikki never gave up trying. She could’ve easily resolved to be bitter and single. Instead, she chose to keep getting back in the saddle every time she got knocked off. Determined, she was going to find her M.R. — Mister Right.
By the time the rest of us descended on the pool at the posh hotel/condo complex, Vikki had ordered a round of drinks and was flanked by two gorgeous men in our private cabana. Vikki doesn’t waste time.
“Jack and Bobby, meet my wonderful friends,” Vikki shouted as we neared the cabana. The guys stood up and began to greet the ladies first. I picked up the rear. I couldn’t help but notice the perfection of their chiseled, tanned physiques. No one could ever say that Vikki didn’t have good taste.
“Sweetie, Jack and Bobby are team players, and it’s for yours,” whispered Vikki to me through a slanted grin as she took a sip of a frothy frozen cocktail.
“President…Senator,” I joked as I shook both of their hands. I could tell the joke went over their heads, but my sister-friends laughed. Beauty plus brains is a rare package. It didn’t matter, Miami is about eye candy, and the “Kennedys” were satisfying to any sweet tooth.
“I took the liberty of ordering a round of cocktails,” said Vikki.
“Looks like that’s not all you ordered,” chimed in Krissy, who was also taking in the confections.
“Well, you know how I do. Nothing but the best for my friends, sweetie.” We all laughed as the boys stood there looking perfect and clueless. Conversation is overrated anyway. Plus, I had my girls for mental stimulation.
“What do you all want to do for dinner tonight?” asked Vikki.
“Let’s do Prime 112,” suggested Krissy.
Rebecca jumped in, “Oh no. You know Prime 112 equals gluttony, and I refuse to walk around South Beach with my stomach poking out. I’ve been working hard in the gym, and I plan to show it off. We can save that for the last day.”
“I agree. Let’s do Lario’s on Ocean. Love the drinks, and the food is decent,” I offered as a compromise.
“OK, I’ll have the concierge make a reservation. Now that’s settled. Time for a little Vikki update of her own.”
“Y’all and these updates. You’re moving, too,” Krissy questioned sarcastically.
“Oh, hell no! New York is where I will die.”
“When you have condos around the world, what’s the point of moving,” I joked.
“Stop it. Now listen, I’m not moving. It is important, though.” We all settled into our lounge chairs and prepared ourselves. With Vikki, you never could be sure what the latest was. Of all my sister-friends, her life was the most dynamic. She’d lived all over the world, was involved in a million things, and knew everyone there was to know. She definitely lived the fabulous life.
“I met a boy!”
“A boy or a man?” quizzed Lauren.
“A man, but slightly younger. Not cougar town, but definitely fresher than the guys I’ve dated in the past.”
“Ain’t nothing wrong with a virile young man tuning up your engine. I say, get it if you can, when you can, and as often as you can,” said Krissy. She and Rebecca clicked glasses.
“Believe it or not, no tuning has gone on.” Everyone took a pause and just stared at Vikki.
I asked the questioned, “Well, how long have you been seeing, um…?”
“Dax. His name is Dax. And it’s been about nine months.”
Ladies Who Lunch & Love, the dazzling debut novel from former Essence magazine columnist and NAACP Image Award nominee, Nathan Hale Williams, is the story of four fabulous New York society women navigating life and love while sharing their gay best friend. Not your typical snobs or real housewives, these ladies are down-to-earth, relatable women who know how to have a great time even when confronting life’s challenges. Over the course of a year, our narrator and the ladies go on a journey that forces them to examine their lives and choices, yet enjoying the glamorous side of NYC living like you’ve never before seen.
Nathan Hale Williams is an award-winning filmmaker (Dirty Laundry & Love for Passion), producer, entertainment attorney and television personality. Nathan is the co-author of Inspiration: Profiles of Black Women Changing Our World and contributing author of For Colored Boys…, which won the American Library Association’s Stonewall Award for Non-Fiction Book of the Year. Nathan starred in Sundance Channel’s #1 rated original series, “Girls Who Like Boys Who Like Boys” as well as Showtime’s “American Candidate.” He recently moved to Los Angeles after living in Harlem, New York for fifteen years.